Today, I danced and played air guitar. I can’t play a real guitar. Arthritis sucks. For some reason only my middle fingers are weirdly crooked. I can’t make a decent fist with either hand. I have trouble holding knitting needles and crochet hooks. So I’m left with the world’s almost largest yarn stash.
There’s yarn in two closets, in bins under my bed, in baskets on a bookcase, bins in the basement, and in a box in the garage. I swear yarn breeds if you keep odd balls of it in bins and such. You toss the odd ends of skeins into a storage bin and the next time you look, the bin is full of half-grown skeins.
Put a few of them in yet another bin and that one fills up. I keep giving yarn away and yet there’s always more. I gave away two large boxes of yarn from my stash. By large, I mean two boxes of the size that would hold a two-drawer file cabinet. There’s a guy that belongs to the same maker space as me whose partner works as a social worker for the Corrections Department. Once a year, I fill up a box with yarn and give it to him and his partner takes it to be used by inmates in the system as occupational therapy.
I have reduced the stash somewhat. A friend died a few years back and left me all her yarn and unfinished projects in 15 plastic bins, each the size of four shoeboxes, and a floor loom. I have two bins left in the basement from her. There’s an under-bed box of yarn still in the garage and four bins still under my bed.
I’ve kept the best of the yarn for weaving shawls, table runners, and towels. Last year, I sent handwoven placemats to my daughter and oldest granddaughter for Christmas. I currently have what will be hand towels on the big loom.
Weaving is rather relaxing. I’m using variegated yarn for both the warp and the weft with white also as weft thread. For those of you unfamiliar with weaving, the warp is the threads tied onto the loom and the weft is the threads that go over and under the warp threads. Think of the warp as running north and south and the weft as running east and west. I should have 4 towels done by Christmas.
I’ve been watching various videos about the ongoing kerfuffle known as political campaigning. It’s both interesting and disturbing. This country needs to find a viable third party to give us better choices – or not. Different choices then. I’ll vote. I have to. There’s too much at stake not to. Maybe it will make a difference.
Ta ta for now.
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